My Brother .. My Lover ... My Fucker...
10-08-2014, 11:12 PM
I spent the hottest day of the summer sitting by my pool with my friend Stacey. We spent the afternoon working on our tans and talking about nothing in particular.
At some point, I had noticed the curtains in one of the windows was pulled back slightly.
“Don’t look now Stace, but I think my brother is watching you.”
She raised her eyebrows slightly and peered up at the window.
“Oh my God! What’s with him? Not only is he weird, but he’s a total perv!”
“Hey that’s my brother! He’s not a perv, and he’s not that weird!”
“Oh please Anne, He’s weird. I don’t think he’s ever said more than two words to me, or to anyone. The boy doesn’t talk. He just locks himself in his room. God only knows what he does up there.”
“He’s just shy. And just because he’s checking you out from the window doesn’t make him a pervert. I mean, your tits are practically falling out of your top! He’s not doing anything that any other guy wouldn’t do if they had the chance.”
“That’s true. I mean what guy wouldn’t want to check these out!”
We both laughed.
“Well, since he went to all the trouble to spy, I may as well give him something to look at.”
She slowly removed her top and threw it on the ground. Her tits stood proudly on her chest. Even I have to admit that Stacey has a great rack, and she knows it.
“Jesus Stace, put those things away. Someone could get hurt.”
“Oh c’mon Anne, What’s the big deal? I really don’t want tan lines anyway, and besides, if your brother’s gonna sit in the window and whack it, we might as well give him something to look at.!”
“Uuuugh that’s my brother.”
“Yea well like you said, he’s still a guy!”
Stacey spent the next few minutes trying to position herself in the most flattering position possible. She probably wouldn’t admit to it, but she enjoyed the fact that my brother was checking her out from the window, no matter how weird he was. Stacey was always the kind of girl that needed all the attention focused on her, and would usually make sure that it was, no matter what.
“So what’s the deal with your brother anyway?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I thought he was gay or something,” She flashed her eyes up to the window and then back at me, ”But I guess not.”
“What the hell’s the matter with you? Why would you think he’s gay?”
“Well think about it. He never talks to any girls, or shows any interest.”
“So that makes him gay? He doesn’t talk to guys either. And in case you haven’t noticed, he’s obviously showing some interest now.”
“Well I don’t know. Until now, I never thought that he knew women existed. Has he ever even been laid before?”
“What are you asking me for? How the hell should I know?”
“Well he’s your brother! You’d think you should know!”
“Well I don’t. We don’t talk about those things. As far as I know, he’s probably still a virgin.”
“Really? That’s a shame. What do you talk about?”
“I don’t know, nothing really.”
“Well you’re his big sister, I think you should go ask him.”
“I’m not gonna ask him. I don’t really care. If you want to know so bad, you go ask him.”
“I think I will.”
She sprung out of her seat and headed into my house.
“Wait Stace, don’t! Leave him alone!”
She ignored me and headed off into the house.
It’s true I wasn’t that close with my brother. I guess it was probably hard for him growing up in a house full of women. My father left when we were young, and it’s just been my mom, my brother and sister and me. My mom consumed herself with her work once my father left, and so it’s really just been the three of us. My sister and I were always close growing up, so my brother’s just been on his own. Not that we didn’t try to talk to him, he just never really seemed interested in talking to us. He never said anything, and just kept to himself. Occasionally, he would talk to my sister, but he always seemed to shy away from me. She was always better at listening to people than I was, but since she left for college it’s just been me and him.
Even though we’re not close, he’s still my brother, and the last thing I wanted was Stacey embarrassing him somehow. I wanted to get up and follow her inside, but I thought that it would be better not to make a big scene. I didn’t want my brother to think that I somehow had anything to do with Stacey’s plan to invade his privacy.
Quite some time had passed, and I started wondering what was going on. I decided to go in and check, all the while imagining Stacey outside my brother’s locked door, badgering him about his sexuality.
I hurried inside and up the stairs. I could hear Stacey talking, and as I turned the corner I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Stacey had my brother against the wall. Her one hand was wrapped around the back of his head. She was pressed against him tightly so her tits were spilling out between them. His pants were undone, and Stacey had his cock in her other hand. She was talking to him quietly, as she pumped his big cock. She held it close to her belly as her hand quickly ran up and down the length of what must have been about seven inches. I remembered briefly thinking how I couldn’t believe that my brother was so well hung. I stood speechless for a few seconds, as they were unaware that I was watching them.
“C’mon.” Stacey said as she jerked his cock. “I know you want to cum. Let me see what this thing can do.”
He closed his eyes tightly and threw his head back.
“That’s it. Cum for me like you imagined when you were watching me out the window. Cover me in cum baby.”
All of a sudden my brother groaned and his cock exploded. I never saw so much cum in my life. I watched as his cock twitched in her hand. Stacey stepped back a little, and moaned as loads of my brothers cum covered her tits and belly. The first few blasts even hit her square in the chin. For a minute there, I didn’t think it would ever stop coming out.
My brother was breathing heavily, and Stacey pulled his head into her shoulder, squeezing them close together again. I watched as my brothers cum ran down between them, soaking the band of Stacey’s bikini bottoms.
“Fuck! that was unbelievable! I’ve never seen so much cum in my life! You are a freak!”
I was sickened by the whole scene. My stomach was in knots, as I listened to Stacey call my brother a freak.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Stacey looked right at me.
My brother looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He quickly pushed Stacey away from him and ran in his room, locking the door.
“What the fuck is going on Stace?”
“What the fuck do you mean nothing? I just saw the whole thing!”
“So then what are you asking me for?”
“Why the fuck did you do that?”
“What’s the big deal?”
“He’s my brother!”
“So he’s a big boy. Nobody forced him to do anything. Besides, he’s got a nice cock.”
“Uuugh. What the hell are you trying to prove?”
“I wasn’t trying to prove anything.”
“I swear, you better not say a word to anyone about this.”
“Yea Anne sure. Like I’d go around telling everybody I jerked off a weirdo.”
“Fuck you Stace! You know what, I think you’d better go.”
“Fine, but I don’t see what you’re so uptight about. I did the kid a favor.”
“I’m sure he’s really grateful that you think he’s a freak!”
She didn’t say anything. She slowly looked down and covered up her breasts with her arms, turned around and walked away. I heard her get her things out back and leave through the gate.
I sat silent for a minute, going over the scene in my head. I wondered what my brother was thinking. I started to think that maybe I did the wrong thing. After all, Stacey really didn’t do anything terrible. I decided to try and talk to my brother.
I knocked on his door, but he didn’t answer. Finally, I just let myself in. He glanced up at me quickly, and then down at the floor.
“I uuh. Look, I’m sorry about what happened. It’s just that Stacey…Well Stacey, she’s…”
“It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize.”
“Well I just feel bad, I mean…”
“Look just forget about it okay? You didn’t do anything. What do you care anyway?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means why do you give a shit what I do all of a sudden? You haven’t even spoken to me in weeks, and now you walk in here and try to be all motherly and shit? It'’ okay, just go Anne."
“That’s fucked up that you would even say that to me! You know what? You haven’t talked to me about anything in nineteen years, never mind the past few weeks.”
“Why would I even bother? You could give a fuck what I do.”
“That’s not true. How come you talk to everyone else around here but me? You used to talk to Christine all the time about shit, but whenever I try to talk to you, you just blow me off. My fucking friend knows more about you than I do.”
10-08-2014, 11:12 PM (This post was last modified: 10-08-2014 11:13 PM by Incest.)
“Whatever Anne. You know, If you had any interest in anyone but yourself, you’d probably know the answer to that. But you are so fucking self absorbed, you don’t even bother to open your eyes and see what’s going on around you.”
I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t believe he was saying all this shit to me. I’ve tried to talk to him, and he always blows me off, now he’s blaming me.
He glared at me through his dark hair hanging in his face. His blue eyes cut right through me. I could feel myself starting to cry, and I wanted to get the hell out of there.
“Fine. It’s all me okay? I’m just an inconsiderate fucking bitch who doesn’t care about anyone but herself! That’s why I came in here right? I can’t believe you! You fucking avoid me like the plague, and you always have. Now you want to say it’s all me then fine. I’ll go.”
I turned to walk away, and he got up and grabbed my shoulder. He spun me around and threw me down on his bed. He assumed the shy look I had been so used to, and sat down next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him.
“I’m sorry. You’re right it’s not you.”
“Look, there’s something I have to tell you. I never told you because I thought you would hate me. But I can see that you do, so I guess you should know.”
“What are you talking about? I don’t hate you.”
“Well I’m glad.”
He paused for a minute, and looked down at the floor. I bumped into him, and he looked back at me.
“Well what do you have to tell me?”
“I love you Anne.”
“I love you too.”
“No I mean, I love you.”
I giggled nervously.
“I know that, but…”
“No… you don’t get it.”
He stood up and began to pace the room.
“Anne, I love you. Not like a sister. I mean like a sister, but more. I think about us…you…and I mean I want to be with you.”
I had no idea what he was saying. Actually, I did, I just couldn’t believe he was saying it.
“What are you talking about?”
“It wasn’t Stacey that I was looking at today. It was you. I think about you all the time.”
He walked over to his closet and pulled out a pile of clothes. They were all mine! Bras and underwear, even shirts, and dumped them on the floor in front of me. I bent down and began to rifle through the clothes.
“Where did you get these? I’ve been looking for this stuff forever.”
“I took them from you. I’m sorry.”
“Why? What the hell do you want with my clothes…?”
And then it hit me. Everything he was just saying hit me like a ton of bricks. My brother wants me! My own brother. I started to feel queasy. I realized I was wearing nothing but a bikini and I started to feel self-conscious. I wrapped my arms tightly around myself and crossed my legs.
“How long…Have…Did you…”
“A couple of years.”
I didn’t know what to do. I started to feel sick, and I just got up and ran out of the room. I ran into my own room and locked the door.
My head was spinning, and I felt like I wanted to vomit. My own brother! The thought was turning my stomach. How could this happen. He was obsessed to the point where he was stealing my clothes. What else was he doing? He was spying on me today. I wondered when else he spied on me. What was he doing. I imagined what he could have been doing and my skin started to crawl. Stacey was right after all, he is a freak.
I laid on my bed for hours, with thoughts of my brother running through my head. I could hear him moving around the house, and it made me sick. I knew I couldn’t be near him ever again. I wondered if my sister knew any of this. I wanted to call her, but what the hell would I say?
I started to get tired. I closed my eyes and tried to forget about everything. I wished I could just go back in time and avoid all of this. My stomach was a giant knot, as the events of the day ran through my head. I started to focus on Stacey and my brother. I could see her hand pumping his cock, and his cum soaking her. I wondered if he was thinking of me. I remembered the way he looked at me in his room. His dark blue eyes piercing through me. I realized, as disgusted as I was by the whole thing, he was still my brother. I didn’t want to hate him. I didn’t want him to hate me. I decided to go and talk to him.
I got out of bed and walked to his room. I couldn’t hear anything inside, so I opened the door. The room was dark, but I could see him sleeping in his bed. I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. I watched him sleep. He looked so innocent. I brushed the hair from his face and he stirred. I wanted to cry, as I thought about how hard this must be for him. I mean, I’m sure he didn’t ask for this. It’s not like we get to choose who we love. I’m sure he didn’t wake up one morning and decide to fall in love with me. I can’t imagine being in love with someone for so long, and not being able to say anything to anyone. How did this happen? I wanted to wake him up and tell him it would be okay. I wanted to hug him and tell him I wasn’t mad.
I stood up, pulled his covers back, and slipped in next to him. I pressed myself against his back, and threw my arms around him, squeezing him tight. He adjusted himself to me, and then settled back down.
His skin felt warm, and my delicate body felt comfortable nestled against his strong back.
“Anne? What are you doing?”
“I don’t know.”
He turned around to face me, and sat up. I looked into his eyes, as they scanned me up and down.
“You’re still wearing your bathing suit.”
“Oh…yea…I guess I never changed.”
“Look I’m sorry. Forget about what I said. I don’t want you to hate me. I couldn’t stand that. I’ll talk to someone…”
“I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I acted the way I did. It’s not your fault. I love you. Not quite the same way, but you’re my little brother, and I can’t hate you.”
He struggled for something to say.
“I’m sorry I took your clothes and stuff. I’ll give them back…”
“It’s okay, you can keep them. I don’t want that stuff anyway.”
He smiled and laid back down. I put my head on his chest, and he played with my hair. I draped my leg over his, and my knee brushed against his stiff cock.
Oh my God what was I doing? I know he wouldn’t do anything to me, but this must be torture for him. I couldn’t believe I could be so inconsiderate. How could I do this to him? I quickly pulled away from him and sat up. I think we both knew the reason.
“Uh…I’m sorry. I just wanted you to know that I didn’t hate you. I should go back to my room now.”
“No. please just stay with me. I know that we can’t ever, I mean I would never…I just want to be next to you.”
“I really don’t think that’s the best idea right now.”
“I’ll go put some clothes on. Just stay.”
“I don’t want you to put clothes on. I mean, I do…uh I should go.”
“Yea okay, You’re probably right.”
He sank back down and slid himself away from me. I kicked my legs out of the bed and sat up. I didn’t really want to go. I wished I could just stay. I glanced back at him, and he averted his eyes from me.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Today, with you and Stacey…”
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“She surprised me. I didn’t want that, but it was happening before I could stop it.”
“So you didn’t like it?”
“Well, yea, I mean it felt really good, but I don’t like her.”
“Have you ever done anything like that before?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, have you ever…you know…been with anybody?”
He looked back down. “no.”
“I don’t know. It’s not like I have girls lined up outside my door.”
“That’s stupid. You are a good looking guy, you could have any girl.”
“Not any girl.”
“Well…uh…yea you know what I mean.”
We were silent for a few minutes. I don’t know what came over me, but I stood up and undid my bikini top and let it fall to the floor. I turned around to face my brother. I slowly slid my bottoms down past my knees, around my ankles and stepped out of them. Neither one of us spoke as I slid back under the covers and nestled in close to my brother. I could feel his cock pressing against my tummy. It felt hot, and twitched as soon as it touched my skin. I moved closer to him.
“I think you could have any girl.”
We stared in each other’s eyes. I felt his hand reach out and rest on my side. I held my breath as he touched me for the first time. I could feel his hands trembling as he slid them slowly across my hips and side.
“Are you sure you want to do this.”
“No. But I’m sure that I love you. I want to be a part of your life. I want to talk to you. If this is the only way, then I guess I’m okay with it. Besides, I think I may be a little jealous of Stacey. She was closer to you than I ever was.”
“You don’t have to do this. I will love you no matter what.”
“I know, and I love you too. I want to do this.”
He pulled me close to him, and our lips met for the first time. He kissed me gently, and parted my lips with his tongue. I felt dizzy as we kissed. I became aware of his throbbing cock pressing against my belly. I wrapped my hand around it gently. My brother inhaled deeply as my hand made contact with it. It felt even bigger than it looked. I gently began to move my hand up and down his shaft. His hips began to buck, and he kissed me harder. I pushed him away.
“Slow down.” I whispered.
“Take your time and relax. Just go slow.”
He nodded apologetically.
“It’s okay, I just want you to enjoy this.”
I took both his hands and sat both of us up. I positioned myself so I was sitting between his legs. I wrapped my legs around him, and placed his hands on my body. I moved them around, touching every part of me. His cock sat straight up between us, and throbbed wildly. His pink head was glistening with fluid. His hands began to move on their own over my body. He gently caressed my breasts, carefully stroking and pinching my stiffening nipples. My pussy was getting wet as I gave in to the situation unfolding before me. I leaned in and we began to kiss again.
His hands were fondling my tits, and he began to kiss and bite my neck. I quickly grabbed his cock with both hands, and began to smear his sticky fluid up and down. It was absolutely gushing with fluids, and my hands slid easily up and down it’s length. I began to move faster, as he started to fuck my hands. I could feel it start to swell, and I knew he was going to cum soon. I pulled my self back and began to stroke his cock as fast as I could with one hand, while letting my other hand fondle his balls.
“You better give me as much as you gave Stacey today.”
He grunted loudly, and soon I got what I asked for. The first stream shot straight into the air, and landed on my legs. I have never seen someone cum so much in my life. It lasted for at least a full minute, drenching us both in his cum.
“That was amazing! Is it always that much?”
My pussy aced to be touched, so I grabbed his hand and slipped it between my legs. I gently guided his fingers in a circle over my throbbing clit. I moaned as his fingers danced over my pussy. It wasn’t too long until I my first orgasm hit me. I bucked my hips against his probing fingers until I came.
I needed to taste his cock. I quickly threw him back and slid myself down. I licked it up and down, savoring the taste of it. I could barely fit the whole thing in my mouth as it began to grow to it's full size again. In no time, I was pumping my face up and down the shaft of my brother’s cock, when I suddenly felt him grab me and pull me up. I knew what he wanted, so I spun myself around and rested my pussy on his face. It took a few minutes for him to find his “groove”, but he eventually found it, and ate my pussy to another glorious orgasm. Soon after, his cock exploded in my mouth, sending what felt like gallons of hot cum down my throat.
I needed to feel him inside me. Before his dick had a chance to get soft, I was sliding my self on top of it. It stretched me to the point where it almost hurt. Soon he was sliding in and out of me easily. We fucked for what seemed like hours, rocking my body with so many orgasms, I lost count. It was late by the time we fell asleep.
When I woke up next to my brother the next morning, and felt his hard cock pressed against my ass, and his strong arms holding me tightly, the only regret I had was that we didn’t do this sooner.
10-08-2014, 11:14 PM
I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck, and I knew he was still sleeping. I just lay there, basking in the feel of his warm hard body pressed against mine. It seemed like hours as the events that lead me here ran through my head again. I wondered if what I was feeling was okay. I felt so comfortable, so safe in my brother's arms, but it was my brother. I couldn't believe what I was doing.
I thought about him, and what it must have been like for him all this time. I imagined him sneaking into my room and taking my clothes. I imagined that he was watching me while I changed, and how I was unknowingly the object of his desire for so long. I tried to think about all the times I may have unknowingly turned him on. It wasn't unusual for me to walk around the house wearing nothing more than a bra and panties. I imagined him watching me getting ready, parading around almost naked, and him pleasuring himself to my image. I imagined his hand wrapped around that massive cock of his, pumping away until his massive orgasm spilled, all the while thinking of me.
I became so aroused at the thought, and his body so close to mine, my pussy began to drip with excitement. I could feel my clit throbbing as his stiff rod pulsed gently between my ass cheeks. I lowered my hand between my legs and shuddered as my fingers brushed my clit. Finally I rolled over to face him.
My movements woke him, and as I turned to face him, his eyes slid open. I never noticed before how beautiful he was.
I smiled and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"So tell me, what was your favorite fantasy about me?"
"Wha...What do you mean?"
"I mean tell me. Tell me what you used to think of. How did you always picture it? I mean, tell me what you fantasised about."
"I don't know, different things."
"Okay, so what was your favorite?"
"C'mon Anne, I don't want to talk about this. I never really thought it would happen, and now it did, and it was better than anything I could have thought of."
"C'mon" I said, using my best pout. "Just tell me one thing. If you tell me, maybe I can make it come true."
He laughed silently and squeezed me tighter.
"Yes you can! C'mon, I want you to tell me."
"You won't be mad?"
I looked at him with a "You've got to be kidding me" look.
"Alright." He adjusted himself, and sat up a little. I rested my head on his chest and put my knee over his legs, crushing my wet pussy against his hip.
"Good now tell me. Tell me how you wanted to fuck your sister."
Something about the way that sounded coming out of my mouth sounded so wrong and dirty, but it excited me. My brother also had a momentary reaction to it, but quickly shook it off as though it sounded wrong at first, but then realised that's just what it was anyway.
"Well there was this one time...you were swimming. I heard you come in the house, and you went into your room. I remember you turned the radio on, and you were in there for a while. I thought that you went to sleep, but then I started picturing you...masturbating. I thought of you naked on your bed, just playing with yourself, and I would pretend like I didn't know and walk in on you."
As he started with his story, I started to tingle. I pressed myself harder against his leg.
"So what did I do?"
"You didn't see me at first, but when you did, you just looked at me, but you didn't stop. I watched you cum."
"Well then I would imagine that it would be late at night, and you would sneak into my room, and ask me to do it for you. You would come into my bed and do it for me, and then after that, it was always different."
"I see. Well then go ahead."
"Go ahead and do it, I want to see you."
I rolled over on my back and let my hand fall between my legs. I pulled the covers away from us, exposing our nakedness. His eyes locked on to my body as I began to rub myself.
"Stroke your cock for your sister."
He reached for his stiff cock, which was already spilling clear liquid all over the sheets between us. My body shivered as He massaged it into his skin. There was nothing but the sound of our breathing and the squishing sounds of brother and sister pleasuring themselves together. The though alone was enough to make me want to cum. Never in my life have I felt more sexual.
I couldn't resist reaching over and grabbing his cock in my hands. It throbbed wildly in my tiny fingers as I slowly pumped his slick shaft.
"Oh God Anne, I can't believe this. I love you so much."
As soon as he said those words to me, I felt my insides tighten up, and my cunt began to spasm uncontrolably. I came harder than I ever had before. My hand continued to pump his thick rod as my orgasm ripped through my body.
"Oh God YES!" My brother yelled as his cock began to squirt, covering both of us with his beautiful cum. It felt so warm as it slapped against my body.
We lay silent for a few minutes as we caught our breath, enjoying the fruits of our orgasm.
I kissed him hard on the lips, and I noticed that my hand was still caressing him, and that he was still rock hard. I slid myself on top and let myself sink back onto him. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt as his cock slowly slid into me, filling me completely. We didn't speak as I rocked myself slowly on his cock. His hands gently cupped my ass, and thrust his hips upward, causing me to cry out with pleasure.
"HOLY SHIT! I KNEW YOU WERE A FREAK!"
My heart sank instantly as I recognized the shrilling voice behind me. I instantly leapt from my brother grabbing at anything I could to cover us up, as if it wasn't obvious what was happening.
Both my brother and I stammered and flailed to try and say something, but it was no use. Stacey saw the whole thing. There was no mistaking that I was fucking my brother, and she saw the whole thing.
"Stace! Uh What are you...Why..."
"I came to apologize, but I guess there's no need for that. What the fuck are you doing Anne? You're brother! You are so fucking disgusting! I can't believe that you would...I can't believe you fuck your brother! You're a fucking freak too! You're all fucked up!"
"What? It's not what? It's fucked up! What are you gonna say Anne? You didn't know? You're fucking gross! I'm outta here!"
I jumped from the bed and ran after her as she flew out the door, catching her just before she reached the steps. I grabbed her shoulder, but she pushed me away, and I flew into the wall.
"Get you're fucking hands off me you pervert."
"Wait. Stace, look, I understand that this looks...I mean...You won't say anything will you?"
She just looked at me as if I had two heads.
"You're fucking disgusting. I just watched you fucking your own brother, and you want to know if I'm gonna say anything? You're so fucked up, I can't even look at you."
I started to cry, and I felt as though I was going to pass out. She was right! What the fuck was I thinking? I fucked my brother, and now everyone will know. What kind of sick freak am I? But the worst part is that I knew I didn't want to stop. I was almost sick, and I was crying so hard I didn't even know where I was.
Suddenly I felt this warmth surround me and lift me up. I knew it was my brother, but I couldn't see anything. I heard yelling, but I couldn't make anything out.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the edge of my bed with a blanket draped over me. Stacey and my brother were on either side of me. I could see my brother was wearing shorts. I don't know why that caught my attention. I turned to look at stacey, trying to figure out why she was still there.
All I could do was reach out for her. I fell into her, and her arms engulfed me.
"I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. I'm sorry. Anne, you are my best friend. I love you, it's okay."
She grabbed my face and kissed me on the lips. It was soft and tender. I felt paralyzed as I felt her tongue quickly snake in and out of my mouth before she pulled away.
"What...What was that for?"
I had never thought of girls that way. I know Stacey had, but never did I think she thought of me like that.
"I just thought that you shouldn't be the only one with a secret."
She kissed me again, harder and more passionate, and I was too tired to fight it, so I kissed her back. I felt so relieved. I don't know if it was her kiss, or the fact that she wasn't disgusted by me that made me feel the way I did. I fell into her, breaking our kiss, and sobbed quietly on her shoulder as I tried to compose myself.
"So are we just going to cry all day, or are we going to finish what you started?"
Stacey reached across me and grabbed my brothers cock through his shorts, stroking him gently. I looked at Stacey, and then at my brother.
Stacey pulled my mouth towards hers and kissed me again.
"Now go finish. I want to watch him fuck you."
I smiled and turned again to my brother. His expression gave away nothing. I leaned into him gently and kissed him. Stacey pulled the blanket from my shoulders, exposing me to both of them.
"What do you say little brother? Do you mind?"
He smiled. "I would do anything for you. Anything you want."
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